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What if you were a knight, and you were on a brave mission to rescue your princess from a terrible dragon. The quest is perilous, but you had to volunteer: you've always been secretly in love with the princess, though the difference in your station means you can never be together.

After your long and dangerous travel, you run up the stairs, reaching the lair at the top of an ancient, ruined tower. The starlight though the missing roof lights the massive pile of golden treasure with an otherworldly gleam. No dragon is in sight.

But wait! Lounging on the pile of stolen treasure is a huge, swollen figure. You step forward cautiously, hand on the hilt of your sword. Then, a cloud uncovers the moon and in the new light, you see the figure is not a dragon, but a vast, bloated woman, wearing nothing but gold jewellery.

At your approach, she turns heavily on her bed of gold. There's a clink and scrape of coins as the motion of her enormity sends bits of treasure cascading down the pile. Her gravid belly is impossibly, obscenely round; each dimpled, wobbling thigh is wider than your entire body. Each swollen breast is as large as most pregnant women's bellies ever grow, and as she rolls over to face you, they flop down beside her, leaking milk that runs in thin trickles down her body, moistening the treasure beneath her.

You are stunned at the sight of her like this, so she breaks the silence. "My brave knight," she intones, jiggling as she speaks. Broad, golden necklaces ripple over her enormous breasts and down into the vast valley of her cleavage. You know you should look away, sparing her royal dignity, but you can't. You've often imagined her body, bared for you... but that was before. The princess was slender, then. Now? Your body is flooded with a mix of conflicting feelings, but lust is still among them. You feel yourself growing weak with it.

"My brave knight, I knew you'd come for me." You are mesmerized by the way her hand rubs lazy circles on her enormous belly. You kneel and lower your eyes, as is proper with royalty, but you can't stop yourself from flicking little glances back up, astonished. "It's unfortunate, my champion, that despite your bravery, I cannot return with you to the castle. Not anymore. But...." Coins jingle, and you realize the princess is slowly spreading her vast thighs, opening for you. "...If you still wish to be of service to your princess, I can give you one final quest, of personal urgency."

You've dreamed about this too many times. You couldn't possibly refuse her.

Kneeling reverently before her, you kiss her delicately, at first. You crave to see the look on the princess's face, but her enormous, swollen belly blocks your view, leaving you only her gasps and sighs and pleas as encouragement. Her hugeness, her heaviness, is a new kind of regality, and it mesmerizes you, drawing you in like gravity. You pleasure her more fervently, as if possessed.

So absorbed in your service, you don't mind when the princess twines her fingers into you hair, holding your head in place between her thighs-- why shouldn't she command her most devoted knight thus? You don't even notice the spreading shadow of wings over you, or hear the quiet landing of the creature behind you over the sound of your princess's words of encouragement. When the talon moves with exquisite slowness, shearing through the straps of your armor, you are frozen with fear, but your princess soothes you, begs you not to stop, to grant her relief.

When the dragon enters you, hot breath on your back, the princess shudders in ecstasy, crying out your name like you always imagined she would. When the dragon fills you, floods you, she strokes your hair, praising your bravery and steadfastness. When the dragon departs, wordless as it arrived, its seed spilling out of you in a molten gush, the princess sits up with a great effort, bends over you, kisses you chastely on the forehead. "Now you cannot return to the castle, either, my perfect knight. Now you must stay with me...."

As the princess pulls you up beside her onto the bed of treasure, you finally understand. She lays a plump hand protectively on your still-toned belly, many rings glittering, as she smiles a peculiar smile. She gathers herself onto all fours, swollen breasts pressed together between her fat arms, overripe belly dragging on the bed of coins, as she retrieves gold bangles and chains to adorn you, all far too loose.

You don't even mind the coins digging into your back as she climbs on top of you, crushing you into the treasure heap. A pulsing warmth rises within you, and it's more than just your desire. "My valorous hero is going to be so irresistible," she muses. "Now I must give you a reward befitting my *greatest* knight...."

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@ihatemakingusernames is helping me with my goal of eating at least one large pizza a day this month. Let's see if I can make a large pizza a snack by the end 😄

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Oh no, Santa got too much love!!!

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If I’m mounting you from behind and you’re tummy hangs down I will be fucking feral and entirely not responsible for my next choice of actions. ( I am getting you pregnant ).

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dont go yet

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My bloated round belly and wet white top🤰😼

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What’s happening to me!? 🫧 An anonymous commission.

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2018 -> 2023, oh she got biig 😳

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When you should have stopped eating hours ago but you funnel fed your belly an entire weight gain shake instead 🥵🐷

Fat chat & chugging shake on my page 🫃🏻

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The combo of muzzle and chastity got me going!

Heavily pregnant with a big litter, due date come and gone and your begging to be induced but instead your pampered to keep your mind off it and if you good then you might even be bred again 👀

Your brain is MASSIVE and youre so right!!

I’d be an absolute mess, mind reeling between wanting this litter out of me and wanting to keep growing because my partner treats me so well for taking care of their little ones.

The chastity belt means im getting absolutely no relief from how horny I stay, either from hormones or from how seeing myself so huge gets me going immediately. They catch me trying to get some kind of friction all the time, whether it be with a pillow, a toy, or just about anything else.

Ugh, having someone tell me I need to be good or they’ll keep me pregnant for another week would destroy me 🥰😭 Getting grabbed by the muzzle like a dumb disobedient breeding pet? Yeah they can breed me again immediately after they’re totally right

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second dinner is sluttier than actual sex

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Hopefully i fall asleep soon

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Blow her up 🖤☠️🖤🍒

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argoth alone in the woods, tending the twins

pixie oc

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Hey so maybe for request hux as big as humanly or cowly (idk how that would work) but as big as possible I’m talking big cow blimp pls

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in the mood to get stuffed to the gills, to feel my stomach packed to bursting. to force myself to waddle to my bed, rubbing my churning gut in an attempt to make room. for more.

i want to be able to feel free space being made in my bloated belly while i drift in and out of a food coma, begging you to bring me a shake, some heavy cream, god *anything* liquid and stacked with thousands of calories. filling the space inbetween digesting solids with yet *more* calories.

more... always more.

i want this to become routine, for me to get to the point where i can't feel my distended gut beneath inches upon inches of soft, malleable fat. feeling the limits that seemed insurmountable a short time ago becoming baseline, then a fraction thereof. to become practically suffocated in the soft, blubbery, malleable body that i've always dreamed of.

i need more.